Divine Emperor of Death - Chapter 1810

Chapter 1810: Calm Before The Midnight
Davis looked at the Dynastic Evernight Phantasm Spirit with curious eyes before he turned around.

“Where are you going?”

“Damn it. Why are you stopping me every time I try to leave?”

Davis rebuked with exasperation written all over his face as he turned to look at Nightveil, who blinked, wondering what had happened to him. Looking at her genuinely bewildered expression, he took a breath before he calmed down.

“What were you doing here? You can’t leave this place or something?”

“Lying in ambush as I intentionally leaked my whereabouts to the world. This way, I can try to get rid of those who harbor ill-will against me before I undergo heavenly tribulation…”

“Right…”

Davis finally understood that no wonder she was able to discover him. People, even spirits, wouldn’t usually be expecting or be on guard in their homes. Nevertheless, since she can leave…

“Follow me.”

Davis softly uttered before he turned around and left.

Nightveil narrowed her golden eyes at him before she followed. When she arrived outside, her pale-gray skin became more refreshed to look at, and she wasn’t ghastly as she had been seen to be. However, Davis kept his eyes to the front as he made his way towards Iesha and Natalya.

He led her to them.

However, feeling that she might attack them if given a chance, he hesitated if he should take her to them.

‘Well, it should be fine as long as I don’t let her near them…’

He turned to look at her and asked.

“What about your fanatic followers?”

Nightveil narrowed her brows, wondering what he was asking before she understood.

“Hired darkness spirits who try to defame me while doing vile deeds.”

“Spirits plot too?”

Davis’s expression became amused while Nightveil smiled.

“We plot more than you could think. If you think we are still essences and elementals, then you’re dead wrong, little boy.”

“Then is this a plot to kill me?”

“You…! I didn’t mean it that way!”

“Haha.”

Nightveil clenched her teeth at him. He was just too carefree, causing her to become warier of him.

Before long, Iesha and Natalya noticed a female spirit follow Davis. They instantly noticed as they were on the lookout and couldn’t help but narrow their eyes, wondering what had happened as he had gone to kill a female spirit.

“Davis, you…”

Natalya looked partly amused as she glanced at the both of them.

“It’s not like that. She is not a wicked spirit from what I can see with my eyes and stopped fighting.”

Natalya’s mouth parted as though she understood.

“So that’s why there were no undulations after that brief destruction near a bedrock…”

Davis nodded and further explained what he learned, “… and so, we established a deal out of it. As long as I protect her while she undergoes heavenly tribulation, we tend to gain. Besides, we get to see a glimpse of what we’re going to become.”

He reached out his hand and caressed Natalya’s face with love before turning to look at Iesha.

“You should also see Nightveil’s heavenly tribulation and learn from it.”

“Yes.”

Iesha nodded, but there was also a hint of demand in her eyes which Davis quickly perceived and pulled her into an embrace, kissing her forehead.

Nightveil’s eyes quickly widened as she saw a human be intimate with an ice spirit. She recognized Iesha as a Frigid World Spirit as well, causing her to be dumbfounded. No imperial spirit would even let a human touch them as far as she knew, much less be this intimate.

Davis felt chill from Iesha’s body, but it slowly turned warm, giving him a comfortable sense of pleasure. He could see that her icy-blue skin also had a red hue, making her reveal an otherworldly charm that couldn’t be seen on any human, for she was an ice spirit.

Iesha felt glad and embarrassed at the same time. Her chill didn’t end up pushing him away as she thought it might.

He turned to look at Nightveil and moved his lips, “We’ll wait till midnight. Choose a suitable location to ascend before then.”

Nightveil didn’t reply but stared at him, wondering who exactly he was and what kind of origin he possessed.

“Alright. I’ve already located a suitable spot in the Hades Spawn Abyss Territory. It is situated towards the northwest.” She revealed, looking at his reaction with scrutiny.

Davis simply nodded, “You’ll see me there then, or you could tag along and keep an eye on me if you think I’m going to escape.”

“I’ll take up on your offer.”

“However, stay a hundred kilometers away from us. I don’t know you enough to let you closer.”

Nightveil smirked at his cautiousness before she nodded. She didn’t think he had weaknesses when she battled him, but there were certainly two of them in her eyes now. With this, she felt more relaxed in case if things went awry.

In the end, Davis had Eldia rendezvous with them along with everyone a few moments later.

On the other hand, Nightveil was shocked to see Eldia’s prowess that was similar to hers, and she could feel a sense of peculiarity from her black lightning, reminding her of the feeling of overbearingness from the skies. Nevertheless, she also saw the bevy of women and instantly branded Davis a scoundrel in her mind and took plenty of steps back from the already hundred-kilometer range she stayed away from them.

“Seriously, she looks like an undead but is so viciously gorgeous like a temptress from the underworld…”

In the distance, Mo Mingzhi clasped her hands together and placed them in front of her face as though she was looking through a telescope, watching Nightveil be seated on top of a mountain summit, carefully watching them before she backtracked with a certain type of disdain on her face.

“You’re into necromancy or something?”

Mo Mingzhi grinned before she turned to look at Davis, who asked, “I love playing as a necromancer, especially female necromancers. Their flawless pale skin and the ability to invoke an undead army is so sexy.”

She looked at him with excitement, causing him to chuckle.

“Unfortunately, she’s not undead but a darkness spirit.”

The others were watching them communicate, half understanding while wondering how Mo Mingzhi could play as this so-called necromancer which sounded like a ghost manipulator to them from regional legends.

“So she’s going to encounter heavenly tribulation and ascend?”

“Yes, and I want all of you to see what it is like and learn.”

Davis not only glared at Mo Mingzhi but looked at all of them as though he was their teacher. He had experienced a heavenly tribulation but had yet to see how ascendance looks like. Perhaps, he can gather some details that he hadn’t noticed before and make preparations accordingly.

“It’s time.”

A melodious voice resounded from a distance, causing Davis to turn to look at Nightveil, who stood up and left towards the distance.

“Let’s go.”

Davis spoke to the others and concealed them all with his soul force using the Dark Concealing Shroud Art. After all, the Waning Twilight Phantasm Steps could only be used on himself and the people he was directly touching.

He brought everyone to the Hades Spawn Abyss and headed northwest.

After all, a chance to witness the heavenly tribulation was precious, but his intent was that they shouldn’t be afraid of it. Almost all of his women had great reverence for the heavens, and he… disliked it. However, he didn’t blame them for he too possessed reverence towards the heavens until he learned that it kept screwing with his fate somehow as it tried to repair Fallen Heaven’s kneading, or so he assumed from what he had seen so far, for example, Fallen Heaven hiding from the heavenly tribulation.

During the heavenly tribulation, he was also aware that he would be vulnerable enough as he couldn’t use Fallen Heaven in a three-kilometer range or more, but as soon as the heavenly tribulation leaves, things will change. That’s why he was also not afraid of an immortal Nightveil. All he had to do was sacrifice an exorbitant amount of his soul essence to kill her, but in return, the gains were certainly high enough to cancel the risk factor.

However, he also hoped that she wouldn’t betray him and attack, for he felt that she was a reasonable individual, just an awkward darkness spirit who didn’t know how to communicate with clearness like he once was.

The Hades Spawn Abyss was shrouded in the hue of night perpetually, similar to the Twilight Shade Valley Territory’s dark fog. Various spirits gleamed with a dark and ghastly hue and occasionally peeked at them before flying away in fright as they were no longer concealed. However, when these darkness spirits looked at Nightveil, they usually bowed with reverence until she left their sight.

Even strong spirits did the same.

Their whole way, it was really quiet, and Natalya and the others didn’t like it as it made them even hear their own heartbeats, which only made them feel anxious for no reason. Finally, they reached a really quiet mountain summit where the sound was almost non-existent, making it blaring instead. There was no wind brewing, no sound of weather changes, and even the mumbles from their voice as though it was absorbed by something that they had to either raise their voice to talk or use soul transmission.

“I’m going to start.”

Davis nodded towards Nightveil, who looked at him with determination in her eyes as though scrutiny had been long gone. Natalya took the others away as they traveled more than a hundred kilometers away to watch the show as they knew that there was going to be receiving company. However, even with Davis’s soul sense, they found no one tracking or pursuing them, so they were doubtful if anyone would even come to interfere.

Nightveil saw that everything was in place before she sat on the summit of the mountain. She felt that there were no words to be exchanged at the moment and solely wanted to ascend. Closing her eyes, her body began phasing in and out in a strange way as though she was merely a mirage in the water.

And then suddenly, she manifested as a dark hue began to glow from her body before it shot towards the skies.

*Rumble!~*

Tribulation clouds began to gather with a reverberating thunder resounding through the region, causing everyone’s heart to palpitate. The pressure of the heavenly tribulation made them feel little, even in the radius of a hundred-kilometer range where Natalya and the others were hiding as they watched.

Through Davis’s eyes, Evelynn was also watching, and even though she was so far, she could feel the overbearing and sanctimonious aura of the heavens!